All done

Friday night Matthew came down with what turned out to be a 24 hour fever. He was lethargic and his temperature spiked. He didn't even want his milkshake that we get him when he is sick. Saturday he was marginally better as long as we kept him on Tylenol, but by Saturday evening again his fever was spiking again. I gave him some Tylenol and then put him to bed at 7:00. By 10:00 I wasn't feeling too well, so I went to bed too. Matthew woke me up shortly after 10:00 and as I went in to see him, he stood up in his crib, raised his arms and said, "up". So I picked him up and he immediately snuggled against me. I sat in the rocking chair with him for a while but he kept whimpering and moving around. I figured that maybe since he was so sick, I would let him sleep with me for the night. I took him into bed with me and he moved around, whimpered and generally couldn't get comfortable. We both eventually fell asleep and then around 11:30, Jen came to bed. Matthew woke up, stood up in bed and announced, "All done." We told him to go back to sleep but he kept repeating "all done". I told him it wasn't time to be all done sleeping, but he insisted. Jen asked, "do you want to go back to your bed?" He answered uh huh. So she took him back to his crib and he went right to sleep. His fever had broke and apparently he was all done sleeping with us. As if to say, "thanks, but as long as I am feeling better, I would prefer to sleep in my own bed."